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Madam, if Joan thy daughter may advise, Let not your honour make your manners change The people of this land are men of war, The women courteous, mild, and debonair, Laying the at princes feet, That governs w h familiar majesty, But if their sovereigns ce gin swell with pride, Disdaning commons love which is the strength, And sureness of the richest common wealth: That Prince were better live a private life, Then rule with tyranny and discontent. Good woman let it not ostend you any whit, For to deliver unto me the cause, That in this unusual kind of sort, You pass the streets with so. Whose pleasant fields new planted with the Make Thamesis to mount above the banks, And Like a wanton walloing up and down: On Floras beds and Napees silver down. Well said my lord 'tis as my mother says, You men have learned to woe a thousand ways. How fares your majesty? Is that the matter then let me alone. Not I my lord, she longs I think to give your gracea box on there. Nurse take the child and hold in your lap, Madam it is the King. We men do you mean my good uncle? Well be the accent where it will women are women, I will believe you for as great a matter as this comes to my lord. Ah mother blaspheme not so, your blaspheming and other wicked deeds hath caused our God to terrify your thoughts, and call to mind your sinful fact come mitted against the Maris here of lovely London, and better Maris London never bred, so full of ruth and pity to the poor, her have you made away, that Lon done cries for vengeance on your head. Take heed sweet Lady mother swear not so, a field of prize corn will not stop their mouths, that said you have made a way that virtuous woman. O mother my help is nothing, o she is sunk, and here the earthis new closed up again, ah Charing green for ever change thy hew, and never may that ras grow green again but wither and return to stones, because that beauteous Elinor sink on thee, well I will send unto the king my father's Grace, and satisfy him of this strange mishap. What plague a cts your ro ll Majesty? Your Grace must account it a warriors cross, To make resist where danger there is none, Superdewe your Fever by precious Art, And help you still through hope of heavenly aid What is the Queen my sovereign mother dead Woes in unhappy Lady we begun? My dreadful soul assailed with doleful speech, Joins me to bow my knees unto the ground, Beseeding your most royal Majesty, To rid your woeful daughter of suspect. Was not the Lady Elinor your spouse, And am not I the offspring of your Joins? What am I then a Friars base born brat? Presumptuous wretch why press I before my king, How can I look my husband in the face? Why should I live since my renown is lost? Away thou want on weed, hence world's delight. My King, my King, let Fortune have her course Fly thou my soul and take a better corpse, Aies me from royal state I now am feign. You purple springs that wander in my veins, And whilom wants to feed my heavy heart, Now all at once make hast and pity me, And stop your powers and change your native course, Dissolve to air your lukewarm bloody streams, And cease to be that I may be no more, Your curled locks draw from this cursed head, A base her pomp for Joan is basely born, Ah Gloucester thou poor Gloucester hast the wrong Die wretch, hate death, for Joan hath lived oo long.
Plot summary
Plot — Edward the First
Edwardilongshanks returns from the crusades to find that in his absence both his father and his son have 1591 died, and that he is now King of England. He makes provision to house his wounded veterans, and all the nobility contribute handsomely. His @W@8n asks him to defer the coronation to give her time to send to Spain for the latest fashions. MEW was planning to take advantage of Edward’s absence to secure his power in Wales. A Welshliprophet encourages him with the assertion that he will mount higher than all his kin. Now he intends reprisals against Edward for the detention of his betrothed wife, DA@VMEI@HGr, daughter of an English rebel. His brother DaWid, a spy in the English court, proposes getting himself captured by the Welsh in order to create a pretext for an exchange of prisoners. The plan goes awry when the Welsh soldiers agree to make peace with the English, on condition that Edward does not impose direct rule from England. Llewelyn and his entourage pose as Robin Hood, and waylay passers-by in the forest. M@riimiér, who loves Lady Eleanor, goes to Wales and joins in the masquerade by assuming the identity of the potter from the Robin Hood story; but this means he gets a thrashing. To comply with the Welsh demand for a Welsh-born prince, Edward summons the pregnant Queen to Wales, where she gives birth to a son: Edward, Prince of Wales. The loyal Welsh present the child with a frieze mantle, but the Queen takes offence at the homespun fabric. Edward promises her a boon, and she demands that the English men should cut their long hair and beards, and that the English women’s breasts should be likewise amputated; Edward is forced to consent, but the Queen is displeased that he insists on being the first to go under the barber, and withdraws her request when he proposes that she should likewise undergo the first mastectomy. Prince Edward is christened and the Queen’s daughter, J6am, married to the BarllshiGlowcester. The nine lords of Scotland are unable to agree which of them should be king, so they approach Edward to adjudicate. He crowns JOHHMBalliG], who endows an Oxford college in gratitude, but later asserts Scotland’s independence from England. In Wales, Edward is set upon by Llewelyn and his crew of outlaws, who demand half his money. Instead he proposes single combat, winner take all. Llewelyn is beaten, but Edward spares his life in order to save Mortimer. He then goes to deal with the Scottish insurrection, leaving Mortimer to mop up…